Chapter 296: Ship Sinking

Faced with the critical moment of life and death, Yoshida Hideya did not care about his face and forced his flagship Izumo with a escort fleet to quickly withdraw from Tokyo Bay and leave in the opposite direction of the spreading blood cloud.

And the on-site command was handed over to the captain of another Kaga helicopter destroyer.

Urge the other side to do their best to deal with this ghost fleet.

"Yoshida Hide, Abe Koichi! You two are useless and cowardly! Shame on you! Pass my order and take over the command at all levels. Even if it takes time, you must delay this fleet to death in Tokyo Bay!"

The captain who had just taken over the command was furious. The news of the flagship's departure was too much of a blow to the morale. The two commanders were really useless. Now he could only hope to delay the combined fleet and then use the firepower advantage to sink them all.

He still remembered clearly that the opposite side had ten aircraft carriers, which were luxurious in scale. Several planes had been launched, but now all of them had disappeared. It was like a sword hanging over his head.

Fortunately, after the planes were released, most of the aircraft carriers were bombarded by concentrated firepower. Many aircraft carriers such as Soryu and Hiryu were completely shattered into pieces. Currently, there are only four left. They are extremely tenacious. They are swaying in the wind and rain in the artillery fire, but they cannot sink.

"Where are the U.S. troops? Why did the U.S. military stop firing? And the Army's firepower, don't reduce it, let them continue to cover and fire!"

The commander yelled at the top of his lungs.

"The U.S. military and the U.S. fleet have withdrawn! On the Army side, the Japanese army has launched a large-scale land offensive. They can't mobilize more artillery for the time being, but the Air Force has come to support them and will arrive soon!"

"They are indeed European and American monsters! They cannot be trusted at all, and they have only put in so much effort!" Even though the commander was furious, he could do nothing about it.

After all, everyone knows that the Prime Minister is extremely pro-American. Even though America has been divided, he has not changed his pro-American nature. How hateful and pathetic!

"Gentlemen, the time has come to serve our country. Since the heroic spirits do not protect our country, we must use our guns to defend our seas and lands! As long as the ship is alive, we will live and die with the ship!"

The commander sent a telegram to the entire fleet, sending out a death signal.

In front of the fleet, the ghost fleet, with unknown power, actually caught up with the main force after withstanding several rounds of artillery fire. However, it was probably unable to fire, and it just rushed towards them without firing a single shot.

The commander now knew that at this speed, he would not be able to escape the enemy's encirclement, so he might as well just line up to fight the enemy.

Covered by a blood cloud, the naval guns roared, and the ships of the Combined Fleet moved forward silently, guarding the aircraft carrier tightly without firing a single shot.

At the front, a ghost ship accelerated straight ahead and slammed head-on into the side of a destroyer. The sailors on the ship were thrown to the ground and almost capsized.

I saw a large amount of black gas spreading from the ghost ship along the impact point towards it. As the black gas invaded, the sailors on the ship who had not yet recovered from the impact let out miserable screams. Their bodies and spirits seemed to be torn apart by all means. Pieces of flesh and skin fell off when they were rubbed and broke when they moved. They could only watch their hands go from the skin to the muscles and then to the tendons, until only the bones were left. Then they completely lost consciousness and scattered all over the place.

When he got up again, he had become a member of the ghost army. His flesh and blood had grown back along with the black air, and his eyes were full of bloodthirstiness and madness.

The ship that was hit sank quickly to the bottom of the sea as if being pulled by something. In the blink of an eye, it broke out of the sea again, becoming shrouded in death and covered with shells. It had already turned its guns and rammed towards the Maritime Self-Defense Fleet that was its teammate just now.

"Assholes! What are you doing? Wake up! Run, don't get hit!"

Faced with this bizarre naval battle, the fleet almost completely lost its command and could only fight on its own. The commander of the Kaga could only organize nearby ships and try to sink the approaching ghost ships.

Just as they were struggling, under the scarlet sky and blood clouds, a group of fighter jets finally arrived at the scene.

"Contact the Air Force and have them focus their firepower on the aircraft carrier. If they don't have extra firepower, just ignore us."

The commander always believed that the remaining few aircraft carriers were the biggest enemies. Even if those fighter jets had disappeared after taking off, they were definitely more than just a deterrent and would definitely appear again.

The fighter jets followed the order and manually locked onto the remaining ships and fired missiles one by one. For a moment, the continuous explosions seemed to completely cover those aircraft carriers.

Shokaku and Zuikaku finally couldn't withstand such crazy concentrated fire, broke completely, and sank into the sea on the spot.

In the end, only the broken Akagi and Kaga were left barely able to stay afloat, but they seemed to have lost power, emitting thick black smoke and no longer moving.

The Air Force had run out of missiles and had not encountered any enemy planes, so it had to go back to replenish ammunition.

"Is it raining?"

On the fighter plane, the pilot saw the fleeting raindrops and was stunned, and could not help but look up.

This sight made him completely lose his mind.

It was such a suspenseful and bizarre scene that one dared not look directly at it.

Huge heads were held up by their hair and hung under the blood cloud, their faces full of the pain of death, distortion, and hatred. Their eyes were looking at the creatures in Tokyo city, tears of blood flowing out. Not only the tears but also the blood was gushing out of all seven orifices. The blood dripped down from the broken necks and broke into tiny raindrops in the air, forming this unprecedented horrific blood rain of human heads.

Under the blood rain, Tokyo Bay was dyed red, and the waves became bigger, as if a sea of ​​blood was surging, carrying with it countless fishy winds, stimulating the five senses of all living things.

"There's something wrong with this rain!"

The pilot looked at the dial showing the speed decreasing continuously, his face filled with horror.

Not only the fighter jets, but even the ships below were moving slower and slower.

In contrast, the shattered ghost ships began to grow bones and flesh in the broken places, and slowly stitched themselves together, returning to their original state.

"Air strike! Air strike!"

The Type 96 carrier-based aircraft hidden in the blood cloud finally appeared.

They pounced on the retreating fighter group and attacked the remaining fleet at the same time with great momentum and scale.

Boom!

Fireballs kept exploding in the sky, and the fighter jets, like kamikaze special forces, collided directly with the slowed-down modern fighter planes, like bright fireworks, briefly illuminating the dark sea.

The Phalanx close-in weapon systems tore through an iron line of defense. Each close-in weapon system fired tens of thousands of shells per minute. The terrifying rate of fire turned any fighter planes that dared to approach into pieces.

"Let all helicopters take off and fight to the death. There is no way out for them, for us, anyone!"

Ten anti-submarine helicopters fully loaded with ammunition took off one after another, exerting their last bit of value towards the enemy fleet.

But without the protection of the close-in weapon system, it was soon completely destroyed in the enemy's suicide attack, turning into a ball of burning iron-wrapped charcoal and falling into a sea of ​​blood.

"Sir, we're out of ammunition." The staff officer reported this information in a sweat.

"It's beyond my expectation that they can hold out for ten minutes. At least they still have enough ammunition, haha." The commander smiled bitterly and looked at another staff officer, "Have you arranged everything?"

"Yes, it has been arranged. The remaining ammunition can be used for chain reaction detonation at any time." The staff officer saluted and handed a remote control to the commander.

Everyone at the scene understood what he was going to do, and while they looked sad, they also seemed relieved.

All around, in addition to a few fleeing ships, the last ship blocking the flagship was also completely assimilated, turned into a ghost ship, and headed towards the flagship.

Looking at the ghost fleets rushing in from all directions, the commander took off his hat and sighed.
"Retribution"

In the waves, when the first ghost ship was about to hit the flagship, the commander pressed the remote control in his hand. With the rumbling explosion of the flagship, several nearby ghost ships were seriously damaged, and the nearest one was directly broken and sank into the sea together with it.

At this point, except for the squadron that escaped, the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force had completely lost its combat effectiveness and could no longer resist.

The existence of the navy, after all, is to protect the land, but now, the remaining fleet dares not even enter the port, for fear that the blood cloud will spread and they will be chased and it will be too late to escape.

"It's ironic that the Maritime Self-Defense Force was destroyed by the Combined Fleet."

Yoshida Hide, who had already evacuated to the nearest port, looked at the latest battle report and felt his hands and feet were cold and his breathing was difficult.

At the same time, I also felt fortunate that I did not act rashly and rush forward, otherwise I would have been the one to die.

Now they can only hope that the ghost fleet cannot cross the Tokyo Bay, otherwise the defense line they have worked so hard to set up will become the Maginot Line!

"The only good news is that the blood cloud has stopped spreading again. It seems that the sea also needs the assistance of the ghost army on land to keep the blood cloud from spreading."

Yoshida Hide didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

After the blood rain, the ghost army was strengthened and communication became difficult. The messages between the extraordinary headquarters of the third line of defense and the on-site command of the second line of defense were cut off. To be on the safe side, the artillery could only bombard according to the previously determined positions and could no longer be adjusted.

But even so, bad news came from the artillery. The ammunition base was beginning to be insufficient and needed to be used sparingly.

The Air Force was so frightened that it no longer had the courage to enter the range of the blood cloud.

In just one short battle, the navy and air force were severely damaged. These demons were really too outrageous.

It seems that the remaining battles can only be entrusted to those extraordinary people, and he does not have much hope for the remaining army.

Joint fleet.

The surviving Kaga Akagi aircraft carrier grew like flowers under the blood rain. A large number of fighter jets grew on the waterway, flying one after another into the blood cloud and heading towards the army's artillery camp.

"We can't be blind, Toyokawa, Saga! Find a way to contact the nearest western and southern defense lines! Then contact the Holy Infant Society and ask for help from them based on the emergency situation of the defense lines!"

"What about the boss, Director Noguchi?" Toyokawa asked worriedly.

Kuroki Shinizumi pursed his lips: "I believe him."

Abdul stood up and said, "If you want to contact everyone, no one is more suitable than me. Director Kuroki, leave this task to us. I will contact the commanders on all sides as soon as possible, and then ask for help from the Holy Infant Society according to the situation and report to you."

Kuroki Shinizumi was a little worried about his health. After all, everyone had seen how hard he had worked these days. He seemed to have lost ten pounds, and he even fainted when he completed the last piece of work.

Now, after only one day of recovery, he looks as if he had been drained of energy.

"If it's just for communication, there's no problem."

Abdul forced a smile. He knew he couldn't fight, but if he just ran around underground, he could still hold on.

"Then I'll leave everything to you!" Kuroki Shinizumi breathed a sigh of relief, "Then Toyokawa and Saga, you go to the north of the third line of defense and assist in the defense."

While Hei Mu was arranging the extraordinary things, a staff officer received the latest news and reported it with a trembling voice.

"Commander, a large number of ghost soldiers are beginning to cross the defense line, and the troops are beginning to engage the enemy."

Hei Mu's expression didn't change much when she heard this. It would be better to say that she had rehearsed this moment in her mind countless times.

However, this time passed much faster than she thought.

"This is the last line of defense. Notify the logistics department. Even if we have to use fighter jets or wheelbarrows, they must replenish the supplies as soon as possible!"

Tokyo city.

Heavy blood rain.

The rain quickly overwhelmed the drainage rate and began to cause flooding, soaking up to around the ankles.

The blood-stained ghost soldiers seemed to be stimulated by something and became more and more crazy.

Eastern theater of operations.

Watanabe was suppressed so much that his face turned red. His black cloud had been swallowed by the blood cloud and was almost invisible. It could only barely maintain a range of more than ten meters.

Nakamura's lightning power was extremely fast, and Xiaoji and Togo could hardly dodge it every time, so they simply ignored it and harassed Watanabe frantically, preparing to kill the weaker one first, and then slowly deal with Nakamura who seemed to have stronger combat power.

"Damn it, they still treat me like a soft persimmon!!"

Watanabe was furious.

He is now pressed against Nakamura's back, as if he is carrying a child. What a shame!

"Watanabe boy, you still have strength, right?"

Nakamura gasped a few times, the sound muffled under the armor.

"Yes, enough for you!"

"Then come on, the rain is weird, we can't delay!"

Watanabe shouted a few times, and the black clouds in the sky, which were originally dying, became lively again and expanded suddenly. Unlike the previous wind, lightning snakes danced wildly and the light on the ground almost never stopped.

"Haha, that's it, Thunder God, help me!!"

Thunder and lightning poured in madly, almost forming a sea of ​​plasma lightning.

A little bit of this plasma would cause a rumbling thunder, and if the ghost soldiers got a little closer, they would turn into black smoke and float away.

Even the two enhanced ghost generals did not dare to approach easily.

But I dare not retreat or go around it directly.

Because Hiranuma was still being entangled by Nakai Hayabusa, if they ran away, it would be equivalent to selling out Hiranuma, and it would become a three-on-two situation.

"You didn't even run away?"

Nakamura's eyes were filled with lightning, and his breath turned into arcs of electricity. He aimed at one of them and shouted, "Lightning!"

He was really as fast as lightning, smashing Dongxiang through several buildings. Even the heavy rain could not cover the thick smoke and dust for a while.

(End of this chapter)